48 Hours in NOLA
What would you do with 48 hours kid-free? Let me say I love my family and truly cherish my two kiddos... but having stated that for the record, let me also tell you this was the first time in almost TWO years I had an opportunity to be childless for 48 hours... AND IT WAS GLORIOUS! So, where better to go than New Orleans, home of bad decisions with the best intentions.
Here's what I did with my 48 hours of freedom in NOLA. Enjoy the photo/video trip down my hazy memory lane. What are your thoughts on my destinations? What did I miss? What should I make sure I do next time I have 48 hours to myself? Hit me up on the socials @BDOEROCKS. I miss you New Orleans and I can't wait to be back up in you.
48 Hours in New Orleans
Everyone says you have to gamble at Harrah's when you're in New Orleans, so I did. After I donated my kids college fund to the casino, they organized a parade in my honor. Good times.
It was extra swampy this particular afternoon, so when we were done shopping, we stopped in The Maison on Frenchmen Street for some delicious garlic fries, refreshing adult beverages, and some sweet music courtesy of Chance Bushman and the Ibervillianaires.
I felt right at home, like I was standing on a balcony over 6th St., when we played, "Will They Step In It?" on Bourbon Street. Listen closely to the balcony to the right of us as they try to coax their drunk friend to step in the pile of partially processed shrimp and grits.
Are you ready for LONGHORN football season? Every year me and the fellas go to one UT away game and spend the weekend pretending we're not old. Here's the recap of the 'Brocation' to Cali last year for the usc game. If you're going to see TEXAS vs. isu, HIT ME UP! I'll be in Ames freezin off my unmentionables.